Dream sequence begin. Sleep to myself in a school setting, but it's empty. I am with some kind of swat team. We are planning to rescue a few people from what seems to be a secret room under the school. We use a special machine that shoots a radar and pin points all the people at the location of the bomb on a screen. We rush in with no force. As we keep pushing on we find the bomb and the suspect. Strangely enough we do not arrest him but walk around this strange cave setting and speak to the people he had hostage. I leave after a few minutes of this.
I end up a few years younger in my neighborhood. Things have changed. Reminds me a bit of Staten Island, but in Miami. Everything is on a small hill. All the parks I know are being worked on to look better, more inviting. I have mother chauffeuring me around. We park at one park which looks like the backside of an old Staten Island church we used to go to. Someone step in front of the car, he seems familiar...don't remember who though. We start talking to each other and I end up changing my shirt.
I am heading down what I feel is US1. I have a plan to meet people down in Homestead, but the place we are suppose to meet is closed for the moment. I drive north all the way till Brickell. Why, I don't know? I make it park the car and start walking down the street. Street vendors all over selling Dolphin (the football team) paraphernalia to people. Especially, trying real hard for me to purchase. I decline each one. Take a detour of the sidewalk. I look at my phone, missed call. Call the person back...and I awake.
Pretty trippy. Nothing to crazy. I want to see where this goes with my dreams. See what else comes to fruition. Hope you readers out there enjoy this. I am becoming my own project. Testing, observing, and analyzing myself. A bit weird. But, very fun! I am off to the thought of the morning.
-jairo
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